Our Love Among Corona

Corona, Religion and Love

We walked among the trees near the apartment. Slippery roads are filled with ice that is not all liquid yet. Holding our hands tightly together, as if nothing could separate us from the two of us whatever the circumstances. If only it were that simple, as beautiful as it was in creating our own stories. In fact, we are currently faced with two conditions, Corona and religion. The two are indeed not a gap, but actually present becomes a condition to be together.

Corona sows something uncertain. Pandemic that wreaks guts because there is no clarity on the regulation of each country or other conditions. Religion, full of questions from the heart that chooses it and the heart of the one who advocates its choice.

"I know, this religious affair is not easy for you. Although you can accept me as I do, but not your family" Luky clasped his hands when he said this.

"Yes, it's not easy. I did not require you to have religion when I chose you, even now. However, I knew there was a price I had to pay" I said.

"I agreed to be a Muslim" he said.

"I know, you agreed to it to avoid any debate. I know, you're giving up on mutual interests. For the cultural and religious conditions that are gaping in front of us. I know, you don't want me rejected by my family or maybe expelled later. I know, you.." I'm out of words to explain my own heart and mind.

"That's not a bad idea. I became a Muslim today because of this. Isn't that also the opening path for me to learn Islam?" I looked into Luky's eyes. He was serious about his words.

"You don't feel burdened by this condition?" ask again.

"No. I'm okay with this".

"How do you explain this to your family?" Although Luky has explained several times about his family accepting any decision, I remain agitated full of questions.

Luky is the only child. Although her only child, she has two mothers and two fathers. His biological parents and his step-parents. Even though her real mother died. Just dealing with one family, it's been hard, I thought. What about this big family he has. Although according to him, the core members of his family are open, not so his extended family. Luky says they're still not that open. Some of them are even racist against ethnic and religious differences.

"You don't have to worry about a big family. They have no influence. That is, I do not need to consider the way of thinking or the words of my extended family to make my decision" As if I could read my mind, he tried to temper my anxiety.

"I'm still worried" I continued.

"Because of Corona or religion?" He stopped his steps and waited for my answer.

"Both" I said after sighing heavily in my chest.

"Not yet, there are still unfinished discussions with your family. Your father still wants to talk to me" I continued.

"Okay, but it's not a hard thing. I mean he just wants to talk to you. Not scolding you or asking you to do this and that" he added.

"There's still more to my anxiety. Our parents asked us to return home to our respective countries, to prepare for the wedding. But there are many countries currently cancelling flights and doing temporary lockdowns. How's our fate?".

"Maybe it's only temporary. I'll catch up with you as soon as I get from Germany. Believing I'll get there following you and we'll get our wedding ready together" He was so sure of her words.

My mind drifted, considering that many people were separated even when in one country from another city, they were still difficult to meet. He kissed my lips and we walked back through the trees, then up the hill. The sun was bright that day even though it was cold Snow still made the body shiver. Thank goodness my winter clothes warmed my body from the inside.

We went down the hill down the small river. Until it ends in a fenced-in Old Church. Around the Church, there was a waist fence and its gate in a padlock. The church is very old. From beside the church another old building collapsed. Some walls still loomed. The building was left alone. Maybe one of the historical buildings. Many buildings, caves, tunnels, houses in the ground and others that are here are left alone. All are relics from the Soviet Union.

The prolonged war experienced by Estonia, indeed makes it a country full of wounds but also a powerful state that controls technology. He may have lost colonized for a long time, but the mentality of the people is not mentally colonized. Luky standing in front of the church gate. Check some other roads that there might be gaps we enter.

"Here it is, indeed it is locked" I said with the intention of telling him to stop.

We were curious to see him from the outside. A beautiful church, I thought. We continued our journey to the beach. Luky knows how to force me to exercise. In winter, I'm actually lazy to walk away. Many times, with Luky, there is no choice. He rarely wants to ride a vehicle either public transportation or taxi online if the distance is only 1 or 3 kilos. But it looks like today we have walked more than 3 KM.

Our destination was to the beautiful Pirita Beach. Enjoy the sunset until back discussing the chat room Corona and Religion. Indeed, this topic is the longest at the moment. We passed a large Supermarket in the Pirita area. Cross the road between people and then people. Some old women were looking at us. More precisely towards me, showing an unpleasant face.

I know, it's a thing that happens a lot because after all, my dark skin with white men is like a virus to some of them. Especially during Corona, of course I was considered a carrier of the virus to his country. As ever, how we were treated, how Luky, Mas Senar and Alif were beaten that day because they were considered Asians who caused all the world to be confused because of Corona. The vigilante is so easy. Everything is still so shaky.

Luky stopped his steps at a red light. When the spy was still looking at us. There, among the passersby, he kissed my lips until the sound of the horn indicated the light was green. We laughed and ran to the side holding our hands. We closed the beautiful day by playing on the beach.

Sit, hold hands while looking at the sunset. Although the body feels cold by the breeze of the baltic sea that hits our faces, but like some other people on this beach, we do not want to just pass by to close this beautiful day. Many times, we kissed spoiled among the sunset lights that painted the sky and sea before us. Some children were running around on the beach followed by their father and mother who were also joking happily.

Life should be like that, I thought. Imagine if everyone was busy enjoying the beauty of the universe, maybe indeed the space of human suffering will also shrink by itself. We and the beach of Pirita, have painted our own beauty and happiness. Passing between the sunset light which then turns dark which starts to fall slowly. We cut through the evergreen forest on our way back to our beloved apartment. As if devastated by Corona and religion, disappeared instantly.